Hello everyone. I am alive and saddened because no one reviewed since early December, and because I lost two grandfathers. One on Christmas because of COVID-19, and the second one in his sleep we hope. My state recently had a blizzard, resulting in ankle high snow. With that comes the loss of water, power, and heat for millions of the state, resulting in 26 deaths. PS. If anyone is a Beta Reader I would like to PM you.


After walking the mountain for hours, Percy sat, seeing a city on top of a mountain. "What the Hades is that?" The demigod asked, getting his back slapped by Anima.

"Don't say her dad's name in vain. This is the great city of Omashu. One of the last cities resisting the Fire Nations wrath." Anima replied as Sokka said that the city's buildings don't melt and that it wasn't fair.

"Aang before we go, you need a disguise, if people find out you're the Avatar it could mean trouble for us." Sokka told his friend as they saw Appa. "He's been shedding. Might kill two turtle ducks with one stone." Sokka said as he grabbed Appas loose fur.

After grumbling about the itchy fur, Appa snorted his rider with a puff of air. "Now you look like our grandpa, doesn't he, Katara?"

"Aang is 112 years old," She said as Percy and Anima laughed at their friend.

Pretending to be an elderly man, Aang told them to hit the trail, leaning on his staff as Percy carried his and his friend's tribal sack. Adjoining the border of the city, the group heard the guards yelling, followed by the merchant screaming for his produce, "NO! MY CABBAGES!"

Anima looked at Aang as they looked over the trail, peering down below until the cart full of cabbages disappeared. "Friendly you say?"

The Airbender smiled, nearing the guard as a boulder rose above him. "State your name and your business." The guard asked as Aang bombarded him with words as the gang just looked at each other, slowly shaking their heads at their friend.

"My name is Bonzo Pippenpadlopicopolis III, and these are my grandkids."

"I won't try to pronounce that." Percy whispered to Anima, who covered a giggle as Katara introduced herself as his granddaughter.

Seeing the gates of the city slide open, it amazed the group at what hid within its walls. "This is impressive. I know a few people who would love this." Percy muttered to himself as Aang explained the city's mail delivery system as the Avatar's eyes sparked with mischief.

Arriving at the top of the mail system, they somehow they found a crate large enough for the five of them as it wobbled, fighting against gravity. "This sounded fun at first, but now, I don't knnnnnoooooooowwwwww!" Katara screamed as they slid down the steep slope. The rest screamed with her as Aang laughed.

Looking over their right, they saw a stack of spears sliding behind them as the two slides merged. "Incoming!" Anima screamed as she, Sokka, and Percy both ducked as Katara begged Aang to use his airbending to avoid being skewed.

After destroying the mail system, a few walls of homes, and a cat fighting with Momo, the group landed on the cabbage man's wagon. Anima and Percy groaned and blacked out when guards showed up with spear tips pointed at the group. They woke up, seeing Momo with pieces of cabbage on his face as someone ordered to kneel to face an ancient man sitting on a throne.

"Where are we?" Anima groaned, feeling the butt of a staff slam against her head.

"Quiet warrior. You are in front of the King of Omashu, show some respect." The guard glared at her as he told his ruler about the destruction they caused to his cherished city.

The ancient King detached himself from the throne and carefully scanned each member. "Throw them… a fest. After the fun they had before walking through the mountains, I'm sure they're famished." The men bowed to their King and dragged them to the dining room where the guards removed their chains.

Before a word was out, servants filled into the room, placing dishes of mouth-watering food before leaving as the King and a few guards entered and blocked the entryway. The old man sat at the head of the table and grabbed a skinless chicken leg. "I hope you don't mind the skinless chicken, my people have become overweight from the food they consume."

Aang told the King that he didn't eat meat and in an unseen fit of madness the aged King threw his chicken at the Airbender. Out of instinct, Aang created a ball of air in front of himself to catch the meat. "It appears we have an Airbender with us. Not just any Airbender, but the Avatar!" He exclaimed as the group detached themselves from the table and slowly backed up, only blocked by the spear-wielding guards.

"Let us leave! You can't keep us here!" Katara exclaimed as the King picked up a leafy green.

"Lettuce leaf?"

Sokka sighed as Percy commented they were going to die by a crazy King's orders as the man and guard were talking. "Take them to the newly refurbished chamber that was once bad." The King ordered, continuing to munch on the lettuce leaf as guards dragged away his guests.

Reaching the prison cell, the guards removed a portion of the wall and threw the group in before closing it. "This is nice." Anima said as she admired the decor of the room with its five beds and beautiful lighting.

"Prison or not, we needed to leave." Said Sokka, examining the room. What felt like hours of examination, the group slept, hoping an idea would come in the morning.

Asleep, the demigod floated in a space filled with darkness, void of life, and complete silence. Turning around, he saw a man wearing a tuxedo with galaxies swirling around, colliding with one another, destroying them, and new ones took their place, drinking a glass of red wine.

"Lord Chaos." Percy bowed in the creator's presence, wondering why he was in the dream.

"Hello Perseus, while sending you here I forgot about your sword, may I see it?" The man asked, hand stretched out as Percy gave him his trusted sword. A soft glow surrounded the weapon as words left the creator's lips. When the light died, he returned the sword to Percy. "Your blade is now akin to Backbiter, meaning you may now use it on the benders who wish you and your friends' harm."

"Thank you, my Lord, but may I ask how are you here?" He bowed deeply in gratitude as the man sipped his wine.

"Dreams and death are universal, regardless of the afterlife of the world's faith. Now then, I release you from Morpheus's realm, young demigod." He snapped his fingers as Percy jolted from his slumber. Guards appeared in the room and blindfolded all of them except for Aang, who slept peacefully. Later into the night, the guards brought them to their ruler, in a weird outfit, and Aang.

"I'm giving your friends unique souvenirs while you complete my three challenges. The rings that you see are genomite, also known as creeping crystals. By nightfall, it will cover those four in it." The guards placed the stone rings on the four and it grew as the man talked.

When they made it to the first test, the crystal reached to their elbows, unknowing to the guards and everyone else, Percy used his powers over the earth to create thin cracks that appear on the inside of the crystal. Sokka and he both grabbed their manhoods as Aang caught himself sliding down stalagmites, almost impaling himself in the groin area.

"That would've hurt," Anima said as the boys and guards nodded in agreement. After completing the first and second trails, Percy and the others crystals in various shades of blue, purple, green, and red with only their heads saved from their earthen coffins.

Going to the last challenge, Sokka complained his nose itched and couldn't scratch it. Percy concentrated on his breathing, allowing him to focus on breaking free without his prisoners noticing. With each step, a microscopic red fragment fell from contact with his skin.

"Your last challenge is a duel, you may fight one of these men before you young Avatar." King Bumi told the monk as two men approached the King. The skinny man to the ruler's right wore knee-high with spikes, wore a green suit with dual swords on his back, one on his left hip, and a short scythe with a weighted chain in his hands. The other one was a mountain of a man, wearing only a mask, boots, shoulder guards, and underwear, with an ax as his weapon of choice.

"My opponent will be… you, your majesty," Aang asked as the mad King laughed and got in a fighting stance and grew.

"Wrong choice, kid. Ah!" The King shouted as protruding rocks hit the Airbender as he hit the floor of the arena. The King followed and landed with a mighty thud that cracked the earthen floor.

"Can I battle the ax wielder instead?"

"I do not allow take backsies in my empire, though you will need your stick." The Earthbending King said as a guard tossed Aang's staff its owner.

The King started by kicking rocks toward his opponent. Aang avoided them with agility only an Airbender could achieve.

"So typical of an Airbender to avoid instead of attacking." The King said as Aang approached him, only to sink as the solid ground turned to mud. Almost getting made into a monk sandwich, the Avatar removed himself and arched over one of the two boulders.

Covering his back with dirt as he landed and struck the Earth King with a slice of air, pushing his opponent back into the wall surrounding the arena.

"Now we're talking. That's more like it, which means I won't hold back." The King dusted himself off and got in a stance with his hands above his head and sweat rolling down his back as the platform the King stood on broke apart and flung it toward the young monk.

"Oh, Styx" Percy muttered as the group saw Aang running in circles, gathering enough loose dirt and gravel to create a tornado. It sucked the massive projectile in and spun around, making the group dizzy, watching it swirl before it was slung back at the King.

Unsurprisingly, the old man caught his projectile. What shocked everyone was that Aang was in front of his opponent, staff ready to strike. Until a pebble dropped onto his head. The King threw the platform to the side, congratulated him on passing the test. The King then sunk into the earth, only to appear in front of his other guests.

"You did well in the duel, young one. Now for your last test."

"Hey! You said there were only three tests!" Katara shouted as the King shook his head to the girl.

"Not true. I said there were three tests, I did not say there were only three challenges he had to face." He then turned to Aang. "What is my name? If you can answer it, I will let your friends go, I will be on my throne with your answer." He told him walking away from the group.

"How in Hades' name are we supposed to figure out the old-timers' name?" Percy asked, avoiding Anima's glare.

"Think about the challenges. It may help." Katara said with the crystal creeping up her neck. "What did you learn?"

"Everything differed from how I thought I would tackle it. And I had to complete them differently than how I would normally do things." Aang smiled and ran toward the King.

Catching up to their friend, they saw the King hugging Aang. "Oh Aang, you haven't changed a bit. Literally."

"Can we get some help?" Anima pleaded as the crystal encased her entirely.

Before the King snapped his fingers, the ground shook vigorously as cracks appeared on Percys' crystal coffin as chunks fell and placed his hands on the siblings' crystals, freeing them, and finally friend Anima before dusting himself off and the shaking subdued.

"How?" Bumi asked, stunned at what he witnessed with Aang, Sokka, and Katara shocked at what happened, forgetting to check themselves for injuries.

"It's time I tell you guys why I am here, though I suspect my cousin has told you Anima?" She nodded as Percy summoned a small hurricane and floated several feet in the air for dramatic effect.

"My name is Perseus Andrew Jackson, a companion of the Avatar, one of the Seven of the Great Prophecy, a child of the Big Three, twice savior of Olympus, I am the bane of Titans and Giants alike, I am the bane of the Lord of Time and primordial of Earth." His voice cracked and his eyes watered before continuing.

"And the sole survivor of Tartarus, I am a child of Earth, prince of Atlantis, leader of Camp Half-Blood and Praetor of Camp Jupiter. I am the firstborn child of Sally Jackson and Poseidon, Greek Lord of the Seas, Stormbringer, Earthshaker, and father of horses. I swear my titles and parentage on the River Styx and Lord Chaos himself."

Descending from his storm, the group heard deafening thunder from inside the deep halls of the building as the ground shook once more, sealing the oath of another world. Bumi turned to his friend and told him that the world has changed and for him to face his foes like a mad genius. Before leaving the city, the two ancient pals slid down the mail system.